Blame
this indignant poetry I must take a stand
I will be called loud-mouthed hard-hearted stars in
eyes sentimentality foolishness stemming from stubbornness
upsetting status quos a glass of wine poured in antiquated times
now the tannins are acid each swallow is dry
So I won't inhale this anymore
I said
I won't inhale this
anymore
I won't force this
stream
of violence into my system
anymore
i walk with the blade of a key
between the fingers of
atightfist
too tight to release fear
femininity is now a billboard
for easy access
skirts blouses heels
can't run
lipstick cheekbones rouged a blush it’sfearbutyoudon’tsee
from the attacker
i’m of the weaker sex
society
and it's my fault I must have asked for it
scars rips of the psyche
i must have asked
ruined
i must have
for this
i must believe that beauty walks from the Pages
sleek anemic gaunt
beauty feeds me a joy incomparably high
worthpraisevalue belonging
did you hear
she collapsed
survive she never does
i am her
my heart loses muscle with the pounds
i shed like old skin
is it enough that my eyes are bright
my hands open to catch microcosms of faith seeing is believing
i shrink before your eyes
the key never did protect me